Gablah. Yep, it's a little like that. Yesterday I had my operation. You know, the one to remove my wisdom teeth? I was so scared the day before, I was freaking. Then I went and it wasn't so bad. Yesterday as a whole wasn't so bad. Taking an hour to not end up finishing a bowl of soup was a little lame though. The anethetist was nice and stuck the needle into my arm instead of my hand. And I didn't have to cound backwards. I wouldn't have had time. I didn't even have a strange gas dream like mum did. I was hoping for a sort of 'Lisa in the sky' thing. Come to think of it, the scaryest part of the whole day was being put into a changeroom and told to put my clothes in a bad... Those paper socks are scary. All in all, yesterday was good. And I Now have huge, blue cheeks!
Today hasn't been so fabulous. I can't keep anything down. I was told I'd swallowed a lot of blood, and once I threw that up I'd be all right. I'm now down to throwing up nothing but bile, and the whole thing is just pathetic. I can't EAT anything!
Well, could be worse. I'll wash my mouth out with salt water in a bit...

That's my life to this point. I have to miss chris' party... WAH! Later all.

"So baby dry your eyes, save all the tears you cry
'caus that's what wings were made for
And in the end on wings we will depend
'Cause that's what love was made for." ~Van Halen, loose transliteration.
- posted by Washi @ 11:24 am